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      Pop the Trunk

      Pop the Trunk


      Album: Trunk Musik EP

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      Yelawolf - Pop the Trunk Música y Letra

      Meth lab in the back and the crack smoke pills like an early morning fog
      Momma's in the slaughter house with a hatchet helping daddy chop early morning hog
      I'm catching Zs like an early morning saw when I woke up to the racket yawn and pause
      What the fuck man I can never get sleep man, peeped out the window what's wrong with ya'll?
      Stood up in my Crimson Tide Alabama sweat pants and threw my pillow
      Looks like daddy caught the motherfucker that tried to sneak in and steal his elbows(Don't know???)
      They don't know that old man don't hold hands or throw hands naw he's rough like a brillow
      Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and that gun is heavy and tall as the midget willow
      (Hook) X2
      Think he's playin? You better listen what he's sayin punk
      Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
      He got an old Mossberg in the mossio duffel bag layin in the back of the dump boy
      Don't make me go pop the trunk... on you
      11:30 and I'm pullin up dirty smoking damage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo
      Spittin over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call the parking lot hoe
      You know we sippin on that old brown bottle, bass in the trunk make the whole town wobble
      So when we ride around bitches follow, but tonight one of the bitches is giving us problems
      Well one of them bitches be fuckin one of my homeboys favorite bitches
      and has been on his hit list for a minute and I think he's ready to handle his business
      he told me Yelawolf get this and he handed me the Cartier watch that was on his wrist
      he said watch this shit and he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit... Biscuit!
      (Hook) X2
      Two men stand, one's gotta go
      One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the road
      Momma better call the police
      Now he's screaming no
      Took a buckshot to the chest with a rock soft shell and he's moving slow
      All this blood has spilled, enough to give a penguin chills
      Hot enough to make a potato smoke at the tip of a hollowed steel
      In the valley of the hollowed fields
      In the valley of the hollowed till
      This aint a figment of my imagination buddy, this is where I live Bama
      (Hook) X2

      Yelawolf - Pop the Trunk Música y Letra






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